In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

After breakfast, Wenren Lei took Fu Yan and Wanzi out hunting.

Before setting off, Wenrenlei glanced at her phone and saw that the temperature had dropped again overnight, reaching -50℃.

Wenrenlei changed the engine oil to a cold-resistant 0W grade, but the limit of this engine oil is only -35°C. To drive normally, Fu Yan still has to use his fire elemental power to protect the car body.

In this kind of living environment, the status of fire elementalists will become increasingly higher.

It's been a week since the apocalypse began, and the official supplies are limited, forcing many people to go out in search of resources.

Wenren Lei saw many cars that had broken down on the side of the road along the way. The people in the cars had no choice but to abandon their vehicles and walk together. They did not have any superpowers, so their cars could not last long. Their cold resistance was also not as good as that of people with superpowers, so it was too difficult for them to survive in the extreme cold environment.

Wenren Lei parked the car in the city center, where zombies were densely packed, and told Fu Yan and Wanzi to hunt zombies on their own: "Don't eat the crystal cores you dig out directly. Let me wash them clean first."

"Aww!"

"Woof!"

Except for his missing left hand, Fu Yan is no different from an ordinary person. To outsiders, he looks like a tall, handsome young man fighting zombies.

The morning passed without anyone bothering them.

Wenren Lei sat in a chair, drinking hot coffee while supervising the work. Before he finished his coffee, it froze, so he started eating sunflower seeds. In the distance, two people were talking, and Wenren Lei listened intently.

"I remember it was a convenience store there, how come it's completely frozen over?"

"You can't go in even if it's not sealed off! Didn't you see the note on the ice wall? There are 19 zombies inside!"

"Alright. But to freeze such a thick ice wall, it must have been done by someone with superpowers. I wish we could awaken our abilities too."

"Out of more than two thousand people in our community, only three have awakened. That's incredibly rare."

This surprised Wenren Lei somewhat. He had many people with superpowers around him, so he always thought that awakening superpowers was a very simple matter.

Just then, a discordant voice rang out: "You two, hand over the supplies!"

Wenren Lei's ears twitched. Was this a robbery?

He immediately carried a chair onto the roof of the car, crossed his legs, and continued to eat sunflower seeds and watch the excitement.

The two people who had just been chatting were suddenly surrounded by four burly men.

Wenren Lei looked closely and saw that the men were still holding homemade hunting rifles. He smiled with interest: "No wonder they dared to rob us."

The two men only had homemade weapons, with kitchen knives taped to the tops of wooden sticks. Naturally, they were no match for the man with the hunting rifle. One of them thought for a moment and began to try to negotiate: "Brothers, our supplies were all scavenged from the small shop in the back. If you want, we can take you there."

The gang leader slung his hunting rifle over his shoulder: "Don't try anything funny! Who knows if there are zombies in the store!"

"Big brother! There was only one zombie inside, and we killed it. You won't be in danger if you go now."

The bandit leader barked, "Not just you, everyone who's been searching for supplies on this street today has to hand them over to me!"

Wenren Lei chuckled: "Pretty arrogant, huh?"

Seeing that the robber was relentless, the two men with the kitchen knife took off their backpacks and said, "Brother, here you go."

After all, they had hunting rifles. Compared to losing their lives, they could go back and retrieve the lost supplies before dark. Dying under the gun was too much of a loss, and there were people at home waiting for them to eat.

The four burly men took the supplies and waved them away, saying, "Get lost!"

The two thanked him repeatedly and ran away as fast as they could.

The four men grabbed the supply backpacks, threw them onto the tricycle, and turned to look for their next target. They soon noticed a small white-haired man leisurely eating sunflower seeds on the roof of an SUV.

One of them said, "Boss, this kid is all alone, driving a car, and he's eating sunflower seeds. He's definitely a fat sheep."

The gang leader slung his hunting rifle over his shoulder: "Let's go!"

After days of overcast skies and snow, the sun finally came out. Wenrenlei, having finished watching the commotion, squinted at the sun and, quite rudely, threw the sunflower seed shells on the ground.

"Where the hell are you going to throw it?!"

Hmm? Me?

Wenren Lei opened his eyes and looked down, only to find that he had thrown his sunflower seed shells at someone else's head. He said lazily, "Sorry, I didn't see it."

This careless attitude made the gang leader lose face in front of his underlings. He brushed the sunflower seed shells off his head and roared, "You little brat! Get down here!"

Wenren Lei glanced at him indifferently and began to chant: "It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."

The four burly men burst into laughter: "This brat's read too many novels; he's putting on airs the moment he opens his mouth!"

The bandit leader nearly died laughing. He pointed his shotgun at Wenren Lei and said, "Get down here. Let me see how difficult it is to deliver you."

Wenren Lei raised his hands in surrender: "Brother, don't shoot, I'll come down right now."

He jumped to the ground, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the four people. Then he raised one hand, and water condensed at his fingertips, forming a Beretta 92F pistol.

Wenren Lei smiled gently: "Come on, let's fight!"

One of them exclaimed, his voice instantly changing: "Boss, he's a superhuman! He has superpowers!"

The bandit leader, being more experienced, slapped the man on the head: "What are you afraid of! How powerful can a weapon made of water be? Haven't you seen how useless water elementalists are?!"

A weasel-faced henchman jumped out and said, "Boss is right, and he only has one gun, while we have four! The advantage is on our side!"

Wenren Lei nodded sincerely after listening: "What you said makes sense, I've learned something."

As he spoke, he casually tossed the pistol aside, and water continuously gushed from his palm.

He looked up at the four men, a sly smile on his face. "Have you heard of the Gatling M134?"

The bandit leader was taken aback: "What the hell?"

Wenren Lei laughed, revealing a pair of tiger teeth: "Let me broaden your horizons."

Before the other side could respond, the water rapidly sculpted itself, and in less than a second, Wenren Lei lifted a heavy machine gun with both hands, a magazine of bullets also appearing on her back: "Hiss, it's pretty heavy. You have five seconds, run!"

"Five—!" Wenren Lei laughed so hard he almost went crazy.

The gang leader was actually a little scared.

But the monkey-faced guy with the pointed mouth shouted at Wenren Lei, "You're made of water, what are you so arrogant about!"

"Yeah! Brothers! Let's get him!"

"Four--!"

"one!"

Robber: "? Did you skip out on the bill?"

The machine gun spoke before Wenren Lei could, emitting a soft pattering sound as dense water bullets rapidly froze in the air. The bandit leader standing at the forefront was immediately riddled with bullets and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Wenren Lei, carrying a machine gun, swayed unsteadily, his laughter echoing through the empty street: "It's your turn."

The remaining three, regaining their senses from their terror, turned and ran.

"This guy looks more like a robber than we do!"

"Mind your own business! We've run into a psycho! Run!"

"Too late~ I warned you a long time ago." Wenren Lei laughed as she picked up the machine gun and started firing. The three men didn't even last twenty seconds before collapsing to the ground, bleeding silently.

Wenren Lei kicked someone's leg: "This is boring, you're not strong enough to take a beating."

The machine gun was so heavy that he threw it on the ground and abandoned it. The heavy machine gun quickly froze as it became uncontrollable.

Wenren Lei commented: "It's not even as good as a pistol."

He climbed back onto the roof of the vehicle and heard a creaking sound. The two men who had just been robbed had actually kicked away the tricycle loaded with supplies.

"6, that's amazing." Wenren Lei gave a thumbs up.